Yo, she’s so cool! I met her the day after the Jon Bellion concert, so of course, I was already beat. By the end of this day, I knew I was going to be exhausted. But at least the exhaustion was voluntary. Sometimes, I feel like my soul is dying and art is the only […]Read More I met Jamilla Okubo, and that was fun.
I saw Jonathan D. Bellion in person for the first, and what I hope will not be the last time. I wonder if he’ll get famous enough or I’ll get broke enough to be unable to afford his tickets anymore. Unfortunately, at the end of this wonderful concert of LA’s The Human Condition III tour, […]Read More On Seeing the Love of My Life in Person
We stood overlooking the city from a hill. After I had seen the world from a space station and galaxies in their glory, the awe stuck to me like the stubbornest kind of residue. It was through those lenses that I observed with the one beside me. Presently, he said to me, “It’s so arbitrary, […]Read More Half the Glory (a narrative poem)
Yo. Life is hard. (Definitely not the first time I’m opening a blog post with this. Maybe I should make this my official sign-in. Sigh.) This summer, I made what I truly consider one of the worst decisions I’ve ever made in my life. I’m so used to my stress being an effect of circumstances […]Read More Summer ’17 Lessons/Lowlights 😦
I should be more intentional about documenting my life through photographs. I always say I’ll try but then I don’t know what happens. 😦 The summer of 2017 has been nowhere near as lit as it was last year. This summer, I did not get to go to Ghana, which is very sad, but also not that sad, […]Read More Akotz’ Summer Highlights 2017
I lost my voice. But I haven’t lost my thoughts, and that’s what’s frustrating me the most about having to be silent. At the time I am writing this, I have been under the curse of a flue for about a week now. It began with a sore throat, and that quickly progressed into a […]Read More I Lost My Voice – written on 9th August 2017 (an honest journal entry)
I feel like younger folks on the internet should feel freer to share their thoughts and their mental growth in public than they do now. The thoughts of older eyes watching has made me so apprehensive of everything I decide to share. Far from making me more inclined to discern wisely what is worthy or […]Read More Identity Exploration, Content Creation and the Older Eyes Watching